User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-3135907-20150410175241/@comment-26024035-20160425041641

The rat fell with a grunt and a sharp curse, just as Rugnatt turned and rammed his hefty body against the cabin door, keeping it shut for now. The floored Asrin seized Scurvin and swung his daggerpommel down on the stoat's head, once, twice, thrice. "Shut. It!"